Chapter 611: Do You Think the Judge Believes Me or You?

Originally, for this kind of matter, Ji Shaoqun only needed to wait for news.

At this moment, a policewoman walked over and said to Wen Fang, "Boss, the address has been found."

Wen Fang took the address and said to the policewoman, "Take two people to check out the gambling den."

Then he said to another subordinate, "Find a car, go to the deceased's home."

Hearing Wen Fang's words, Ji Shaoqun volunteered, "No need for the trouble, I'll drive you; I have to wait for your news anyway!"

Wen Fang did not stand on ceremony and got straight into Ji Shaoqun's car.

As soon as they got in the car, someone from the Internal Complaints Division called to give Wen Fang trouble.

Wen Fang said he was working, brushed them off with a few words, and hung up the phone.

"The Internal Complaints Division is giving you trouble?" Ji Shaoqun asked proactively, "How many years have you been a Police officer?"

"I entered the Police Academy at sixteen!" Wen Fang looked out the window and said with some emotion, "It's already been twenty-seven years."

Ji Shaoqun said with some surprise, "Starting from the grassroots and grinding for over twenty years, no matter what, you shouldn't just be in this position, right?"

"I don't care what position I hold, and I have no interest in being an official!" Wen Fang shook his head and said, "We are already very tired on the front lines; it's even harder for you officials, forget it!"

Ji Shaoqun did not agree with this view: "An official is an official, though I am also a front-line official. But there's no way around it; many departments are like this, everyone wants to protect their own rice bowl. If you don't do anything, people scold you; if you do, you get complained about. Who is still willing to fight?"

"There aren't many like you! Be careful, if you keep going like this, you'll be finished soon!"

Wen Fang scanned the window at the street thugs squatting on the side of the road: "I just couldn't stand it, that's why I became a Police officer!"

"When I first became a Police officer, I couldn't stand seeing those bastards outside either. But later I discovered that the biggest bastards were actually all above us!" Ji Shaoqun said with a cold laugh.

Seeing that Wen Fang was still a small Inspector after more than twenty years, and was bothered by the Internal Complaints Division all day, Ji Shaoqun immediately thought of himself.

Clearly, his own merits were enough for him to be promoted to the Superintendent level, but because of some trivial matters, he was stuck here; his heart was naturally filled with resentment.

It was not just the system of the Police Force, but also those guys from the Brotherhood.

That's right, Ji Shaoqun had no good feelings toward the people in the Brotherhood, because when he needed help the most, the Brotherhood showed no sign of support.

But resentment was one thing; right now, only the people from the Brotherhood could save him! He had no choice but to cooperate with the people from the Brotherhood to resolve his terrifying debts.

While speaking, the group had already arrived at a small alley.

This was exactly the home of the female deceased.

The small alley was piled high with trash everywhere, and the external electrical wires and air conditioning units hanging on the outer walls made the alley look even more cluttered.

Arriving at the door of a room, Wen Fang's subordinate went to knock on the door.

But from inside the room, the sound of a little girl came.

After communicating with the little girl, they discovered the adults were not at home, and there was a constant sound of dog barking from inside.

This made Wen Fang worried, and he immediately ordered his subordinate to perform an Excommunication.

After the door was opened, a wolfhound inside rushed out, giving everyone a fright.

Subsequently, everyone saw that inside the large iron cage originally used to lock up the wolfhound, a girl was actually locked inside.

The moment he saw the girl, Wen Fang's eyes were filled with ferocity and brutality.

Ji Shaoqun squatted down and said to the little girl, "Little sister, don't be afraid, we are Police!"

Wen Fang found a hammer, told the girl to cover her ears, then directly hammered the iron cage open and carried the little girl out.

Seeing the scars on the girl's body, Wen Fang asked, "Who hit you? Your mother?"

"No, Uncle said I break things all day..." The little girl stopped there and didn't continue.

Ji Shaoqun looked at the little girl and said, "You are hurt, we will take you to the hospital."

But just at this moment, the little girl pointed at the door and said, "Uncle is back!"

The two turned their heads to look and discovered that the person they were looking for had indeed returned.

Ji Shaoqun shouted violently: "Stop! Police."

Subsequently, the two chased out directly.

These two people were originally street thugs, the kind that run when they see the Police.

Now seeing the Police had run to their home, how could they dare to stay longer? They immediately took to their heels and ran.

Fortunately, Ji Shaoqun and Wen Fang were both front-line Police, and their skills were quite good.

Very quickly, they caught up to the two.

Ji Shaoqun drew his gun to control one of them, while the other was grabbed by Wen Fang and given a violent beating.

This guy was the deceased's boyfriend, and he also abused children.

This reminded Wen Fang of some bad things, so his actions were extremely brutal.

He almost beat this street thug to death alive! Once the colleagues arrived for support, the two leaned against the car and smoked.

Ji Shaoqun said with some amusement: "No wonder you get complained about all day, are you catching criminals or venting your anger?"

Wen Fang laughed and said, "If they deserve a beating, they get a beating!"

While the two were joking, Wen Fang received a call from Xiang An, then said to Ji Shaoqun: "Imperial Billiards Room on Changle Street, my partner will wait for you! I'm leaving first!"

"Thanks!" Ji Shaoqun nodded.

"Boss, the Brotherhood side has taken the bait!"

The Information Officer walked into Chen Jiajun's office and said.

Chen Jiajun put down the golf club in his hand and said indifferently, "The one you found is Ji Shaoqun?"

"That's right!" The Information Officer said with a smile, "This Ji Shaoqun is already at a dead end; he has to agree even if he doesn't want to. However... I see this Ji Shaoqun seems to have a lot of dissatisfaction with the Brotherhood too!"

Chen Jiajun said with a cold laugh, "This Brotherhood is built entirely according to the rules of the West, emphasizing extreme self-interest. Once this person has no use, they won't even give a damn about you!"

"This kid Ji Shaoqun has sat on the bench in the Police Force for so many years; he was probably abandoned by the Brotherhood people long ago. Re-employing him now is still because of his resume of having worked in the Narcotics Division."

The Information Officer said, "This Ji Shaoqun... can he be utilized?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head: "It's useless. Although this Ji Shaoqun doesn't get along with the Brotherhood, he won't be easily exploited. If you look at his resume, you'll know that this kid is a wolf cub that can never be tamed. If you let him grow up, he will bite the hand that feeds him!"

The Information Officer said with some curiosity: "Boss, I'm a bit puzzled! I've looked at Ji Shaoqun's file, and this guy is very similar to Su Xingbai, who works under you. Why do you dare to use Su Xingbai but not this guy?"

Chen Jiajun laughed: "You kid, you've finally started using your brain!"

"Hehe, I learned it from you, Boss!" the Information Officer said with a smile.

Chen Jiajun explained: "Although the two men's resumes look very similar, there are still some differences. Su Xingbai, this kid, has not only received a higher education but has also been beaten down by society!"

"Although he is as ambitious as Ji Shaoqun, the difference is that Su Xingbai knows what he wants, while Ji Shaoqun does not!"

……

On the other side, Chang Le Street, Imperial Billiards Room.

Xiang An led Ji Shaoqun and his subordinates into the billiards room.

They found Huo Shui, who was playing billiards.

Xiang An walked straight over and said to Huo Shui: "Brother Huo Shui, your subordinate took a phone from my colleague today. Hand it over quickly!"

Xiang An was just an ordinary member of the Serious Crimes Unit, and a gangster like Huo Shui didn't care about him at all.

Sneering, he said to Xiang An: "What? Do you think my place is a lost and found office? If one of your female officers loses her underwear tomorrow, do you want me to find that for you too?"

Seeing Huo Shui show him no respect, Xiang An immediately lost face and roared loudly at Huo Shui: "Do you need to talk to me like that? Who in the entire Police Station doesn't know that only your subordinates pretend to be students? If it wasn't your doing, then who was it? Fine, you won't hand it over, right? I'll find it myself. I don't believe I won't find it if I come here once a day!"

Huo Shui sneered and said: "Fine, whoever took the officer's thing, throw it to him!"

Hearing Huo Shui's words, a young man grabbed a billiard ball and threw it at Xiang An.

Xiang An was suddenly furious and roared at the kid who threw the object: "Who threw that!"

The kid who threw it at Xiang An sneered and said: "So what? The fine for littering is at most fifteen hundred!"

In a fit of rage, Xiang An pushed the kid directly.

Huo Shui said indifferently: "Hitting people, are we? I'll also call the Complaints Division!"

Seeing that Xiang An was in a tight spot, Ji Shaoqun walked over: "Brother Huo Shui, tell them to disperse, can we chat for a bit?"

Huo Shui looked Ji Shaoqun up and down and said flippantly: "Little four-eyes, I haven't seen you before! New here? You look all refined, calling people 'brother' this and 'brother' that, good! Let's see what the benefits are!"

As he spoke, Huo Shui had his group of young subordinates disperse.

Ji Shaoqun had his subordinate hand him his service weapon, unloaded the bullets, and then walked in front of Huo Shui and shoved the gun into his hand.

Then, in an instant, he drew his gun and pointed it at Huo Shui, saying coldly: "Assaulting an officer, stealing a gun, I'll kill you right now!"

Huo Shui was so scared he didn't dare to move, maintaining his posture while saying with an ugly expression: "There are so many eyes here, you say it is, so it is?"

"Yes, I say it is, so it is!" Ji Shaoqun said with a cold expression: "When we get to court, let's see if the judge believes me or you? You gangster!"

Seeing Ji Shaoqun, who had always been polite, suddenly lash out, Xiang An widened his eyes in shock.

A matter he had felt was very tricky was clearly being handled easily by Ji Shaoqun.

Facing a guy like Ji Shaoqun who was ruthless and cold-blooded, Huo Shui naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore. He obediently had his subordinates bring out all the stolen mobile phones.

Huo Shui actually didn't count as a member of a syndicate; this guy was just a boss of pickpockets.

It was only because the syndicates had been much more restrained in recent years that someone of Huo Shui's caliber had the chance to get ahead.

If it were in the past, such a person could only live like a rat.

Seeing the large number of phones in front of him, Ji Shaoqun dialed the number of his deceased subordinate, A Kang.

Immediately, one of the phones lit up.

He picked up the phone and checked the text messages; sure enough, it had what he wanted.

Since he had obtained the item, Ji Shaoqun had no time to bicker with a small fry like Huo Shui and turned to leave immediately.

This string of numbers was actually the password to the Evidence Division's safe.

The drugs seized by the Narcotics Division every year are generally not destroyed on the spot, but collected for a year and then destroyed all at once.

Ji Shaoqun had worked in the Narcotics Division, and he had even personally handled several cases involving the seizure of Laundry Powder.

He knew the amount of Laundry Powder in the Evidence Division's safe better than anyone.

When the time came to sell it to the Brotherhood, it would be a huge sum of money, which would not only wipe out his debts but even allow him to live a life of luxury abroad for the rest of his life.

Therefore, his goal was to rob the batch of Laundry Powder that the Evidence Division was transporting out to be destroyed.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't do this himself; the risk of doing it that way was too high.

He hired a group of mainland thugs specifically to be responsible for the robbery.

Hiring people to do things definitely required money, and Ji Shaoqun's wallet had already been emptied by the stock market; he had even mortgaged his house.

Anyway, one doesn't worry about too many lice, so Ji Shaoqun contacted a finance company, which was a loan shark.

In a Bar, Ji Shaoqun was drinking.

A moment later, a thin man walked in, carrying a paper bag in his hand.

After sitting down, the man pushed the paper bag over and said to Ji Shaoqun: "Officer Ji, our Boss asked me to tell you he's sorry, the company has to deduct 500,000 in interest. You are receiving 1.5 million here, and you owe a total of 5 million!"

Ji Shaoqun opened the paper bag, took a look, and then said coldly to the man in front of him: "The house I mortgaged to your company, it's all gone?"

"It was cleared after deducting the last two months!" the man said with a smile: "The company wants you to come up in the next few days to clear the paperwork!"

Ji Shaoqun lost his temper on the spot and splashed the wine in his glass directly onto the other man's face: "Go back and tell your Boss, sign my ass! Do you think I'm a fool? That 500,000, bring it back to me immediately!"

The gangster wiped the wine off his face and said with a look of annoyance: "Officer Ji, what's the use of getting angry at me?"

After finishing, the gangster ignored the furious Ji Shaoqun, turned around, and left the Bar directly.

In the past, which gangster would have dared to be presumptuous in front of him, a Senior Inspector? It was only because he now owed money to loan sharks!

Thinking of this, Ji Shaoqun clenched his fists. He drank several glasses of wine in a row before he could suppress the evil fire in his chest.

A moment later, Ji Shaoqun's subordinate found him.

Ji Shaoqun saw the other's appearance and asked: "How is your father?"

The subordinate said with an ugly expression: "The nurse said he tried to slit his wrists secretly last night, luckily they found him early!"

Ji Shaoqun sighed, took a stack of money out of a paper bag, handed it to the other person, and said, "Go help your old man pay the six-month hospital bill first!"

The subordinate nodded gratefully at Ji Shaoqun and put the money away.

Ji Shaoqun looked around, then lowered his voice and asked, "How is that matter going?"

"I went back to the Police Station to check; the transport is in three days, and the route hasn't changed!" the subordinate said to Ji Shaoqun.

"Very good!"

……

On the other side, the boyfriend of the deceased whom Wen Fang was investigating had his suspicion cleared.

Then Wen Fang was complained about once again.

However, Wen Fang had long since stopped caring; anyway, this wasn't the first time.

Subsequently, the subordinate tracked down a lead regarding the firearm used to kill the deceased.

But the trouble was, this lead seemed to be followed by someone from another Serious Crimes Unit, and it was related to a group of South Asian arms dealers.

With no other choice, Wen Fang could only find that colleague of his.

After the two sides talked, they decided to act together.

However, on the way, Hei Zai said to Wen Fang, "Officer Wen, we received news that the guy who injured our uniformed colleague in the pedestrian tunnel last week will be trading with South Asian arms dealers today!"

"But let's be clear upfront: I followed this lead, so I'm in charge! Once we get there, we'll act after their people are all present! After we finish our business, I'll hand the person over to you so you can finish that murder case. Do a good job, everyone will get credit; nobody wants to be the scapegoat, right?"

Regarding Hei Zai's words, Wen Fang just nodded without answering.

He actually didn't care who got the credit; he just wanted to catch that guy.

But Hei Zai's words did remind him of the conversation he had with Ji Shaoqun in the car that day.

And at this time, Ji Shaoqun was originally on his way to the Police Station.

Suddenly, a subordinate called: "Officer Ji, I received news that a team from the Serious Crimes Unit has followed that batch of arms dealers!"

After hearing this, Ji Shaoqun's expression changed instantly. After clarifying the location, he made a sharp U-turn and drove toward the target location.

And at this time, at a teahouse called Hua Man Ting.

Hei Zai's men were already deployed around the teahouse, and Wen Fang entered the teahouse with the policewoman by his side and Hei Zai.

After sitting down, Wen Fang habitually observed the people around him.

At this moment, Hei Zai's phone suddenly rang: "Boss, the arms dealers have come in, four of them!"

Hei Zai looked up and discovered four South Asians, all carrying huge backpacks, walking into the teahouse.

Then, led by a waiter, they went directly into a private room inside.

It was just that they didn't notice that in the teahouse seating area outside, a man wearing a fisherman's hat suddenly received a text message.

The text message was very simple, only two words: "It's a trap."

The man in the fisherman's hat was called Dao Ge; he was the Big Circle Boy who killed the Police and shot the sex worker that day, and also the guy hired by Ji Shaoqun.

And this text message was naturally sent by Ji Shaoqun.

After receiving the text, Dao Ge immediately mass-sent it to his subordinates.

The subordinates who were trading with the South Asians inside the private room saw the message and their expressions changed immediately.

They said to the South Asians: "There are Police following us outside!"

The South Asians hurriedly put down the money in their hands and one after another grabbed their gear and aimed at the door.

At this time, Hei Zai had already started to act; several Police officers pressed their holsters and walked toward the private room.

Hei Zai took the lead and kicked the door of the private room open directly, and then... he saw that the other side had long been prepared, with all their firearms pointed at him.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

After a burst of intense gunfire, Hei Zai, this Inspector of the Serious Crimes Unit, was shot into a honeycomb on the spot.

His subordinates were also caught in the crossfire one after another.

And once the gunfire rang out, the entire teahouse fell into chaos.

Wen Fang and the policewoman under him also immediately drew their guns and aimed at Dao Ge.

From the very beginning, Wen Fang felt that this Dao Ge was extremely suspicious; after all, having worked at the grassroots level for decades, he still had the skill to read people.

Sure enough, Dao Ge drew his gun and was preparing to pincer Hei Zai's subordinates with the people in the private room.

Wen Fang decisively opened fire, directly forcing back Dao Ge's men, which could be considered as buying some breathing time for Hei Zai's subordinates.

But by doing this, Wen Fang also exposed his own position.

Consequently, he and the policewoman under him immediately suffered return fire from Dao Ge's subordinates.

The several groups of people were fighting fiercely in the teahouse, with bullets flying everywhere.

The criminals were clearly occupying the upper hand; those South Asians had automatic rifles in their hands, which were simply not comparable to the small handguns in the hands of these people from the Serious Crimes Unit.

Seeing that the criminals were about to break out of the teahouse, Wen Fang, this tough guy, chased after them directly.

He took down a South Asian on the spot.

This enraged the South Asian, who immediately pulled two Shoumiliudan and threw them over.

With a loud "Boom!", shrapnel flew everywhere.

Fortunately, the policewoman under Wen Fang arrived in time and kicked over a table to block in front of Wen Fang.

The tables in the teahouse were all thick solid wood tables, which very well blocked the shrapnel from turning Wen Fang into a hedgehog.

Wen Fang showed a grateful expression to the policewoman, then poked his head out again and fired continuously at the South Asians.

The policewoman and Wen Fang coordinated very tacitly, and the two of them, one after the other, finally formed a suppression. (End of chapter)